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Saturday
Nov272010

A guest post by TuTu

 

 
I introduce my mother...
TuTu is my nickname,  since Nana, Grandma, Gramie, really didn't seem to fit. 
Tutu is an affectionate name for a Hawaiian Grandmother, and It takes me back to my younger days of living in that wonderful state as a young woman.
This time of the year poses great consternation as I begin prying the youngest of LaLa and Mr.'s  tribe for their holiday wish list right after Halloween.
 I told them when Lala was a little girl, Tutu had to stand in line for hours to snag a Cabbage Patch Doll, let alone a Furbee. Old habits die hard for a mother when it comes to holiday shopping. 
 This story seems to be met with wonder. I guess in this day and age it's hard to imagine a world devoid of an empty toy shelf. The truth is, the two tribal lads seem to enjoy experiences over perhaps specific toy items.
 Being from the old school, I still want them to wake up to a tree with wrapped packages. I know this wonder will only last for a few more short years so it makes it all the more meaningful to prolong it as long as I can. 
So this is how I happened to find myself today, in the aisles of the famous red bulls eye store,  attempting yet again to fulfill this year's wish list, having finally extracted it from the young tribal lads.
 With the current sales flyer in hand, an empty cart, a cell phone for emergency calls to LaLa, I was armed and prepped  for the hunt. ( Did I mention comfortable shoes are a must for a successful search and purchase mission)
 Little did I know that all the TuTu's within a 25 mile radius, happened to be on the exact same mission. It must be, that experience over the years has taught us, that certain popular toys will eventually be in short supply as the holidays draw closer.
 Experienced Tutu's pound the pavement as soon as they can learn to pronounce the name of the toys. That saves us from the embarrassment  of not appearing as knowledgeable as an 8 year old, when God forbid, we have to break down and resort to asking for help. This  predicament that has led me to believe, that stores should have kids lined up as shopping assistants beside the carts for those of us less capable of carrying out a successful shopping mission on our own.
It bears mentioning, that I am especially grateful to those companies who have maintained 2 syllable toy names in easily identifiable pink or blue boxes.
Today,  I encountered a number of perplexed TuTu's wondering if perhaps they should have been searching the hardware department  for the items on their list. 
Over time, I have also acquired the ability to spot novice TuTu's among the aisles. The blank stare, fixed gazes, a look of astonishment (mostly after locating the price), all signs of early sensory overload. I have a soft spot for them, and attempt to give them some solace having been there before.  By the time we have all reached the toy train aisle we are a tightly bonded group out to give Santa a run for his toy sleigh.  I can't help but thinking though, if the tribal lads will eventually remember more what TuTu gave them for Christmas in 2010 or how much fun we all had on the pirate boat adventure during summer vacation. It was probably the homemade bottle rocket launcher that Grandpa Peter made in his basement workshop for them this fall, that will win out over anything on this year's wish list. 
So this Thanksgiving, I am especially grateful that the tribal lads have indulged me yet again with a list of  preferred selections as I eagerly anticipated my yearly endeavor of a successfully completed shopping expedition before the holiday rush.
 In due time, they will have out grown the toy aisle in favor of alternate choices, but just for a short precious time today, they have given me back the memories of when LaLa was a little girl.

 

Wednesday
Nov242010

Thanksgiving centerpieces

 

I am grateful for cotton. 
I am grateful for the people who grow it. Harvest it. Provide it for our family to be clothed. 
Warm in the winter, cool in the summer. 
We use it as an expression of who we are.  
It allows me to do what I love to do. 
For the past year I have been working with cotton every single day. 
It has allowed my little company to grow like the babies I keep warm. 
This year I decided to make cotton the centerpiece for our Thanksgiving table.
Along with some tea roses.
And lovely Black Magic roses.
and a little seeded eucalyptus.
Using floral tape to create a grid allows you to easily place the flowers in a watered vase.
Before the addition of the roses.
After with a few dried lotus pods.
Have a wonderful Thanksgiving.
Peace.

 

Tuesday
Nov232010

Breakdance Project Uganda

 

Sometimes you want to get up and move!

 


Breakdance Project Uganda from Jon Smith on Vimeo.

Breakdance Project Uganda is an organization teaching the kids of Uganda how to, well, breakdance. Most of the kids you see live on the streets of Kampala. 
Thanks Dic for the link!

 

Monday
Nov222010

Jay Parkinson

 

"Success isn’t just about what you do with your life,
 it’s about what you inspire others to do."
-Jay Parkinson
If you have not visited his site, you should. 
You'll learn something. 
I promise.

 

Sunday
Nov212010

Wish List #3

 

For the mini me.
I can't get enough of the Hammacher Schlemmer catalog.

 

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